Who might you be?

You are a lonely lily,

lost in a barren field

like a child lost in their favourite book.


You are a wonderous, wise whale,

spouting your words

like an erupting volcano.


You are the smell of the morning breeze,

filling up our lungs.


You are the sound of a music note,

ready to be played.


You are the memory of a first birthday,

enjoyable, joyful and exciting.


You are the distance between

Mum’s cookies and Grandma’s cabbage.


You are in our head

like a catchy tune.


You are the beginning.

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